Chapter 352: The tongue is caught and unexpected news

Such a errand of sailing on the sea is not your own decision. You may be taken away by the Dragon King of the Sea. You can spend the money you earn immediately and enjoy this happiness.

The Zheng family's managers and those who work on the boat are all happy people. In Anping, Fujian, Zheng Zhilong's own mansion is magnificent, but the construction below is very poor, and the people below have no place to spend money. Fengmeng Town, Shandong is just right for their appetite.

No matter how much you earn, after getting off the boat, you will be gambled in the town and you will not be left with a penny.

This kind of role is everywhere in the gambling houses and brothels opened by Zhang Butuhu. Some are from the Zheng family and some are from other maritime merchants, all of whom are unrestrained.

The Zheng family bow pointed at by Zhang Butcher Zhang, I don’t know whether it is good or bad today. I usually lose all my money in the gambling house, but today I kill all the people and win a lot of money. I walked out of the gambling house with satisfaction.

With the money in my hand, I thought about how to spend the money next and walked happily on the street. It was already early in the morning. Although many stores were brightly lit and laughter, the people on the street were already sparse and there was no one to see.

There were also several large trucks carrying firewood, and I didn’t know if they were delivering firewood for the next day to the restaurant. The firewood on the truck seemed to be piled up like a hill.

The Zheng family's bow took this pocket, and it was full of silver that had won. It passed by these big firewood carts. If someone stared at the big Zheng family's bow, he would find something very strange. When he passed by the big firewood cart, he never walked out from the other side.

The firewood pile on the cart is so high that even if something is stuffed into it, it is impossible to see it at all.

"You are blind!! You dare to take action in Fengmeng Town. You guys are not afraid that Li Erlang will destroy your nine clans!!"

The Zheng family's bow was trapped in an iron chair with a head covered with a hood. They had no idea what was going on outside. They only knew that they were knocked out. After waking up, they were in this place and vaguely heard the sound of waves around them. But it was in the city.

People around him walked around, but didn't know who was leaving again. This state of blindness made him extremely frightened. He dared to walk in the middle of the night with such a bag of silver because Li Meng was here to ensure absolute safety in Fengmeng Town. He thought it was nothing, but who would have thought he would meet this.

The bow of the Zheng family is also a ship boss and a pirate. They are also considered a desperate person. When encountering such a situation, the first reaction is not to beg for mercy, but to shout loudly and threaten.

Who would have thought that he would just shout out, and a basin of water over there was pouring over. The water was very hot, but it would not hurt people. It would be extremely uncomfortable to pour it on the body. The clamor on the bow of the boat suddenly became much smaller. Then someone heard a viciously saying:

"Another fucking shout, I will splash you with boiling water, so that you can become more mature after killing you."

This threat was really terrible. The bow of the Zheng family immediately shut up. Listening to the people in the house who were still working there, you could vaguely hear the boiling water next door and the sound of iron tools colliding. It was indeed not a good sign. Moreover, the person who was speaking just now had an accent of authentic Beijing official language.

After thinking about it, I couldn't imagine that the people in the capital had anything to do with Shandong. The Zheng family's bow was hesitant and said:

"Several heroes, Xiaodi also won some money in the Zhang family's gambling house and carried some with him. If you don't dislike him, you can just take all the heroes."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he listened to the quietness of the opposite side. The bow of the boat felt a door in his heart, and he said politely:

"The youngest one is sailing on the sea. When you come to Fengmeng Town, you just want to find happiness. You must have no grudges with some heroes. Please let me knock the young one out with a stick and just throw it outside."

The bow of the boat is also a bachelor. At the moment, I can only ask for my life, money, and external things. Moreover, the bow of the Zheng family can understand that even if I want to take revenge, I can't find my enemies. I can only tell the officers and soldiers of Jiaozhou in Fengmeng Town and wait for them to vent their anger.

After a while of quiet, I heard a few people on the opposite side laughing out loud. One of them said coldly:

"This Nanman knows how to do things, but this time the old man is not here to rob. Zheng Laosan, your affairs are out!!"

The Zheng family is in thousands of places in Fujian. The Zheng Laosan has nothing to do with Zheng Zhibao. It is just a family ranking. Most of the poor families don’t give names.

As soon as he heard that Zheng Laosan was called out by the other party, the bow of the boat suddenly became trembling. He probably heard the other party's tone. This was clearly the tone of the official official in the yamen. Although the Zheng family now has an official identity, if they investigated it in depth, it would be a crime of extermination of the family.

"We are from the Beijing Fufu Department who came out to do errands..."

After reporting this name, seeing that Zheng Laosan didn't even react, the man opposite explained with a grin and said:

"You are not familiar with this name. You know the name of the Jinyiwei. The Jinyiwei is here to get a job!!"

The name of the Jinyiwei is really well-known. Even the people of the Ming Dynasty were the most famous, they had heard of this yamen, which was as terrifying as a monster that could eat people. These people also had authentic official language in the capital, so Zheng Laosan became even more scared. Although the names of the yamen reported by these people were somewhat flawed and wrong, how could he hear it?

"The villain is a subordinate of the Fujian Coast Defense Guerrilla Zheng Daguan, and he is also an official and an official. For several old men, this matter must be a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

After shouting a few words, someone kicked the stomach. It hurt so much that he couldn't bend down. He had to breathe heavily and heard the person opposite say gloomy:

"Don't tell us these foolish words. Zheng Laosan, you are just colluding with the Tartars. Someone has reported it. We came here to Shandong from the capital to get you."

After finally breathing, he was suddenly choked when he heard this. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he coughed continuously and went to Jinzhou to trade with North Korea. This was the policy set by Zheng Zhilong, the chief of the Zheng family. How dare he speak in his own way?

This powerful Jinyiwei official has set his sights on him. I guess there is a clear evidence. If he is relieved of his crime, he cannot escape from his crime. He can't say that this is the idea made by our leader. His family and his family are still in Fujian. If his words are spread, the whole family and his family should not want to have a good life.

"A few uncles, I have indeed been to North Korea and Liao Town. I just sell some fine goods from the south. I have to make money for people anyway. It is reasonable for the Zheng family to make money. The little uncles are just a bow of the ship, and the superiors will follow the instructions to do whatever they want. I dare not make any ideas about such things!"

Zheng San’s official words with a Fujian accent sounded very difficult, but the general meaning was clearly expressed. Several Jinyiwei were silent for a while before speaking:

"Zheng San, I also know that you are just a worker, so it's not difficult for you. Tell me what you know and let's catch the person in charge."

"Several old men, there are elderly and children in the young family. The officials and nobles of the Tartars like fine goods in the south. On weekdays, a group of Shanxi people buy them in the south. Later, everyone thought that instead of letting them make money, it would be better to go directly to buy and sell them and make the money!"

He finished speaking with a breath. There was another room where someone shouted and shouted:

“The water is boiling…”

Zheng San shook when he heard this, and then he heard someone in the room sneering again:

"Zheng San, you are so untrue. It seems that you can still be sober when you pour some boiling water and take a hot bath."

Hearing this, Zheng San struggled desperately on the chair, but he couldn't move at all. He heard the sound of water next door, and someone walked towards him. Then he could feel the hot water vapor coming to his face. He was already scared and cried and begged for mercy:

"Your Majesty, you know what Xiaodi can do. Even if you really pour this water on the little one, the little one will not know anything. You just know that the boats going to the Tatars have been running since the New Year. They are all fine goods from Jiangnan and the foreign ghosts. When you come back, you usually pack some mountain medicinal materials and so on."

But even though he shouted like this, the other party had no intention of stopping. A few drops of water ticked out of the container and landed on his legs. The ground was really hot and painful.

Zheng San finally collapsed and cried there:

"The little one really doesn't know. Otherwise, you will kill the little one with one knife and show mercy. Don't let the little one suffer this life. Please."

The pot of boiling water was indeed a little far away from him. Zheng San relaxed and seemed to be exhausted, but he was just howling and crying.

Huang Ping, who was standing opposite him, looked at each other with a cold face and was quite disappointed. From Zheng San's mouth, he could only confirm that the Zheng family in Fujian was indeed doing business with the Tartars again, but if a wealthy family like the Zheng family was just doing business, no one would believe it.

Judging from Zheng San's mouth, these things were only able to be dug out. In Jiaozhou, the Shandong Salt Gang and several other yamen jointly investigated, and there was no one who had entered the inland to find out about the news through this port. However, if there were any other things, or the transaction of weapons, or the Zheng family provided information to the Tartars through other channels, they were not known at present.

The Zheng family has higher-level personnel in Jining and Jiaozhou cities. In Jining, Zheng Sha, who is in charge of Shandong and Nanzhili businesses, comes here often.

But these people cannot be tied up, and if they are caught, it is hard to explain. Thinking of this, Huang Ping was a little discouraged and thought that he had joined the Jiaozhou Camp and wanted to fight. Who would have thought that he would be the old business he passed down from his family. This job was really depressing.

Although the secret envoy of the peace talks, Ma Shaoyu repeatedly asked the other party to keep the secret, the news was spread intentionally or unintentionally. From Prince Beile to the lower land Jiading and Baoyi, everyone knew the news that the Ming Dynasty came to seek peace and tribute, and everyone was excited, and directly treated this matter as a joke.

What is this? The Ming Dynasty made such a low attitude, which made the Qing Dynasty see more clearly the innermost of the Ming Dynasty’s weakness, with billions of gold and silver, children and livestock, and then rely on bows and horses to rush into the pass, and then you will get it. What is the amount of money you made for tribute?

The nobles of the Qing Dynasty did not intend to come to talk seriously, otherwise the news would not have been spread so quickly. When the Zheng family's fleet went to Jinzhou to unload the goods, they chatted with the people on the shore. No matter what, the Zheng family and the merchants from the south were also Han people. The Manchus on the pier were a bit polite in the past, but at this time they were full of ambitions and ridiculed the sailors and boatmen during the chat.

The Zheng family, sailors and the people in charge, had a weak concept of nation-state, but they thought, what is our business? The court came to discuss the matter, and the guilt that was already indifferent in their hearts disappeared.

In addition, Hong Chengchou, the governor of Ji Liao who was closed, also learned about the news. The Qing Dynasty had never given up on surrendering him. What role this news played in it was really interesting.

Who instructed, who came to the peace talks, and what the content of the peace talks were all scattered by the Qing Dynasty's interested people, and they were trying to be true and credible. Perhaps this was also the psychological construction of the Qing Dynasty.

It’s just that this messenger who came out of seclusion and sought peace. He was fooled and ridiculed by the Tartars, but he could only talk there helplessly, becoming a fool in the eyes of others, a shame and laughing stock in the eyes of all people.

Zheng San, a rough man, had chatted with the people on the shore and had only talked about it. He didn't remember it very clearly, but he knew enough of these news.

For example, he vaguely remembered that the big boss in the court who sent people to negotiate was Chen and a civil servant named Ma, and these names were enough.

When Huang Ping and his friends recorded it, they were calm enough. Their minds were quickly running, and they quickly combined with the court information they had. They were subordinates from Shandong. Before they knew it, they had a sense of alienation from the Ming Dynasty, and they felt a little gloating and despised.

Huang Ping was thinking a little more than the people below. He was thinking that if this news reached the commander, he would not know what kind of thunderous wrath would be.

After recording these messages, Zheng San's face was already covered in dust. Although he didn't know what he said meant, the Jinyiwei who arrested him had no intention of leaving a living.

After asking, Huang Ping stood up from the chair and shook his hands. He was so tired of recording. A subordinate next to him came over and pointed at Zheng San with his head covered and tied him to the chair. He raised his hand and wiped it on his neck. He understood the meaning. After asking, he wanted to silence him.

Huang Ping pondered for a moment, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand...

After a while, Zheng San was completely desperate, thinking that the other party should be silenced, but he felt a little relaxed, because if all the things he said today were known by his leader Zheng Zhilong, he might die even more miserable.

These people were all jumped a few small holes in the Zheng family, and then tied them with ropes and hung them on the edge of the boat. They couldn't walk on the sea for long, and the smell of blood could lead the sharks to come over. The flesh was torn off by the sharks, but they couldn't die. It was really hell, and it was crueler than the one who cuts them alive. It was creepy to think about it. If you die so simply, the old and small tribes in the family would not treat them unfairly.

While he was thinking about it, the black cloth cover on his face was pulled down by someone. The room was dark, and Zheng San's eyes quickly adapted to the light.

There were several strong men wearing Jinyiwei robes standing in front of him, all of whom were innocent, and they had never seen him before. They looked at him coldly. A master with a needle and a knife came in. Zheng San was so scared that he thought the other party was going to kill someone. Who would have thought that the man stabbed a pattern on his arm. Before the blood was dry, a Jinyiwei printed a piece of paper full of words on his blood and laid the pattern.

"Brother Zheng, this is your confession. The pattern on your arm is the same as the one on the confession. If you send it to your leader, what will happen to you? You know better than us!!"

These people are so vicious. Zheng San was already determined to die, but if this continues, his family and young will suffer with their misfortune. He twisted desperately and was about to curse, but the other person picked up a pocket, which happened to be the money he won last night.

The Jinyiwei said leisurely again:

"I'll exchange the silver in this pocket for you for gold."

Gold! That's nearly eight times more. Suddenly, with such a big fortune, Zheng San opened his mouth wide and looked at the Jinyiwei in front of him. He was completely confused. The Jinyiwei continued to say lightly:
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